One Of The Antagonists?
by Bodwyn Wook
As I noted two days since, ’twas a lovely Sunday spent here yard-farming (gardening). Hay-baling this week, after she dries a bit. It ain’t exactly raining but is damp & cool, not the best for a good dry-down…. But on Sunday evening after thinning various pot herb plantings to a fare thee well and watering it all down to beat Hell after, I sat in the garden in the long evening light and read about la Hogue. Heartwarming stuff…and, then, two gaudy Baltimore Oriole buckos started fighting in the crab apple tree over my head and amid the currant tops, about the orange halves & grape jam I’d put out for them earlier in a swinging tray from one of the tree limbs. Territorialer than Hell! Jesus Christ, William of Orange and Jasper Deuce and deja vue all over again! It was quite an air battle and went on for the better part of five minutes. It should have been a great thing if some of the Hurryboxes and 109s in 1940 had been painted black and yellow!
PS, if any of “you bastards” want to learn MORE about the aggravations of haymaking in this place, read ’em & weep:
[Bodwyn Wook all rights reserved 26 May 2009]